Big Que - Murder In The Streets (Deranged f**) lyrics

[Verse 1:] I'm the one you learnt to hate The one who doesn't give a damn about his fate You can go around the town and say What you want The chances are I'll be gone Even before they have chance to investigate the song I'll string em' along So are we on and off, because I can't tell I'll tell you something dawg, I'm actually talking to myself… (Take your meds) Self therapy is the best type of help Unless you k** the person who showed you the road into hell Then they can f** off and re-die before they tell the devil where you are I'll take you back to the date of my birth and show you everything from the start It all started with my mar, then I was left alone to created the art Then I murdered the first, the second, then the third I seen the dead get taken away in a dark hearse I was the one who had taken them away The family best not come around unless they too want to go astray [Chorus:] x2 Yo, I'ma Deranged f** A kid who was mistook They didn't even give a f** They wouldn't even look Murder In The Streets Yo, a Deranged f** Categorised as a crook They must think I'ma schmuck Deranged f** [Verse 2:] Yo wait, I grew up twisted as f** My childhood wasn't really great, my moms acted like a proper **** Even if my life was drug up, I'm not a thug I'm more than one, in your chest I'll put a slug It's Murder In The Streets, I don't give a f** about the heat If you don't like me, then you're welcome to f**ing leave Or this switch blade knife will take your life In the paper they'll write that they don't understand why I made you die Well if you f** around with a clown from the underground Your body will never ever get found It'll disappear in the mist of the abyss and no one will give a sh** Am I ill, no I'm just sick Love creates hate and hate creates love, It's all the same It's just the way you choose to play the f**ing stupid game You know like, f** my friends They're there, then their dead, now written' in a rhyme with this pen [Chorus:] x2 Yo, I'ma Deranged f** A kid who was mistook They didn't even give a f** They wouldn't even look Murder In The Streets Yo, a Deranged f** Categorised as a crook They must think I'ma schmuck Deranged f** [Verse 3] I'll come around your house and smash down your door And f** your who*e, with everyones else nailed down to the floor With your doggies blood all up the wall That's not the only sh** I have in stall, I have more for y'all I'ma take a butcher knife, tie this girl to the chair God ain't with you today, so f** your prayers I'm slowly slice both sides of your throat, but not the vein Then leave her for days, just so she can feel the pain Then put her down, lay down next to her and tell her all my thoughts You know like all the sh** in my life that I've fought All of what I've been through, maybe I can love you more Than everyone before, I will give you it all I'll just stab you straight through your chest until your heart pops out I'll be gone before the cops even come around Cuz dawg I'm the f**ing don Murder In The Streets by a Deranged f**, who don't give a f** if I've won I'm on Top [Chorus:] x2 Yo, I'ma Deranged f** A kid who was mistook They didn't even give a f** They wouldn't even look Murder In The Streets Yo, a Deranged f** Categorised as a crook They must think I'ma schmuck Deranged f**